She left no time to regret, Kept her clit wet, With her same old safe bet. Me & my head high, And my tears dry, Get on without my girl. You went back to what you knew, So far removed From all that we went through. And I tread a troubled track, My odds are stacked, I go back to black.
We only said goodbye with words I died a hundred times You go back to him And I'll go back to I'll go back to us
I love you much It's not enough You love blow and I love puff And life is like a pipe, And I'm a tired penny rolling up the walls inside.
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We only said goodbye with words I died a hundred times You go back to him And I'll go back to
We only said goodbye with words I died a hundred times You go back to him And I'll go back to black
Compositores: Amy Jade Winehouse (Amy Winehouse), Mark D Ronson (Mark Ronson) ECAD: Obra #2278676 Fonograma #2058453